The icy wind carried shards of ice, like countless small knives scraping across the snowy plains, landing on Qin Tian's face.
His gaze was locked on the black monster that had just broken free from the ice mountain, its twenty-meter-tall body resembling a moving hill. The tusks on its beastly head glinted coldly, and its tail, covered in bone spurs, swept across the frozen ground, carving out a trench several meters deep, like Godzilla from the movies.
Qin Tian frowned. The ice monument had sealed this monster for thousands of years without incident. Why, when they just stepped into the ruins, not only did scattered monsters awaken left and right, but this big guy also broke through the ice?
Stranger still, don't these monsters have a lifespan limit?
Being able to maintain such ferocious power after sleeping for thousands of years is truly illogical.
"Roar—!"
The monster suddenly let out a deafening roar, and its giant hand swept down with a gust of wind towards its head.
